Posted in Love, Poetry


Love can’t be trusted anyway
Coz’ it would hurt you in so many ways
But sometimes it can’t be taken away
Because the hurt inside will stay.
Sometimes the fear inside can’t be specified
The things that bothers you when yoo’re just friends in fact
Afraid that he may not smile, say hi nor bye
Feared that he knows already what i am feeling deep inside.
I really do tryo to understand that he is a lad
Who felt something to someone else
Which i never denied
Even if it wold hurt me i’d still be glad.


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